UWL Eruption 10-5-24

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

The lights went out and blue smoke appear on stage a voice woman saying a Storm laughs is coming A Storm is Coming hits when Latoya comes out in smoke and she walks out on stage and flexes her muscles and spread them and the lights turns back to normal and walks down the aisle .

Emily Lyle - From Vero Beach, California, weighing one hundred and sixty pounds, Latoya Hixx!!

Slaps a few UWL fans high fives and climbs on the steel steps and gets inside of the UWL ring and the lights dim once more and she flexes her muscles and climbs on the top rope and taunts her fans and gets down and waits for her match to begin.



A rocket drops from the bottom of the video screen to the stage and there is a countdown voice over from 5 which fans count down to the pod door opens Ace Sky walks out in an aviator jacket and his usual in ring attire.

Emily Lyle - From Houston, Texas, weighing one hundred and sixty five pounds, Ace Sky!!

He salutes a peace sign and jogs down the aisle way high-fiving as many fans as possible on both sides then he dashes forward leaps upon the apron and flings himself in with a front flip followed by a series of three front handsprings into a lotus pose seated in the ring

The bell sounds. They move from their corners slowly moving into a collar and elbow tie up. Hixx nails Sky with a pair of knees to the stomach which stun him. Sky nails her with a hard forearm strike, which stuns Hixx. She comes back with a forearm strike of her own, which stuns Sky. He nails her with a pair of hard forearm strikes. Sky grabs her for a belly to back suplex, but Hixx floats around on Sky landing on her feet. Hixx nails him with a lariat which sends Sky down to the mat. Hixx backs up moving back against the ropes, Sky rises to one knee shaken up.

Cliff Morris - Latoya Hixx connects with a lariat that knocks Ace Sky down hard to the mat.

Sky rises up shakes his head, he moves back across the ring. They go to lock up, Sky knees Hixx in the stomach. He grabs her, throwing her out to the floor, Sky follows. He nails her with a pair of hard punches which stun Hixx. Sky punches away on her with hard punches. He grabs her around her wrist to send Hixx into the guardrail, she reverses it sending Sky into the guardrail. Sky runs into the guardrail, his back slams off the guardrail, he falls forward onto the floor. Hixx walks over the nailing Sky with hard forearm strikes.

Cliff Morris - Latoya Hixx nails him with a pair of forearm strikes that are landing flush in Ace Sky’s face.

Logan Acker - Ace Sky looks like he’s shaken up with every forearm strike.

Hixx comes at him throwing her leg up nailing him with hard kicks to the side of his arm and to his ribs. Sky stumbles back, Hixx steps back. She takes a step, Sky runs jumping over the guardrail nailing her with a flying clothesline. They’re both on the floor. Sky rolls back into the ring, the referee goes to start his count, Hixx rises up off the floor returning to the ring apron. Sky goes after her, she leans over nailing him in his stomach with a shoulder, he stumbles back. Hixx pulls herself up and runs at Sky nailing him with a roundhouse kick which stuns him. She steps back, runs at Sky sending him down with a running kick.

Cliff Morris - Down goes Ace Sky!!

They both rise up. Hixx goes to grab Sky, he kicks her back into the ropes, she falls out to the ring apron. Sky leans across the ring apron nailing her with hard forearm strikes, which stun her. Sky moves out to the ring apron, he grabs her around her head planting her into the ring apron with a DDT, she falls onto the floor.

Cliff Morris - These two are throwing heavy shots at one another!

Logan Acker - This is physical as we knew it would be!

Hixx slowly rises up to her feet, she leans on the ring apron regrouping. Hixx rolls back into the ring stopping the count. Sky kicks at her with hard kicks. Sky pulls her up to her feet grabbing her around her head. Sky lifts her up and down with a snap suplex. Sky rises up, dropping a pointed elbow down onto Hixx. Sky steps back, Hixx rises up slowly, he runs at her planting her down with a Frog Splash. Sky pushes her over covering her, the referee counts.

1..

2..

.. Kick out!

Sky goes back against the ropes. He runs at Hixx, and gets hits with a spear. Hixx turns and grabs Sky leaning him over, lifting him up and down with the Latoya Slam. She covers him, the referee counts.

1..

2..

3..

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match Latoya Hixx!!

Hixx rises up and bask in the moment after the win.



The show cuts to a break.

“Uplift” by Pantera was plays.

Cliff Morris - Here comes the man that will challenge Darin Smythe once again for the World Heavyweight Championship, Cyrus Rinaldi!

Rinaldi is dressed in his wrestling gear, carrying the TWN Championship in his left hand. He rolls into the ring and poses on the second rope, holding his title in the air with one hand and flashing a middle finger with the other. Curiously, some fans are applauding Rinaldi, but most of them are still booing him.

Logan Acker - I didn’t expect some of these fans to cheer Cyrus Rinaldi!

Cliff Morris - Well, I guess some people appreciate what he has to say. I’m not one of them, but everyone has a right to their opinion.

Rinaldi demands a microphone. His music fades out. The mixed reaction is louder without the music. He holds the microphone up to his mouth.

Cyrus Rinaldi - I wish that I could come out here and celebrate the fact that I pinned Daron Smythe in the middle of this ring two weeks ago, but I’m not going to because 1) I’ve pinned so many people in this promotion that it’s basically routine at this point and 2) I have more pressing issues on my mind.

Let’s get to Issue #1: all the dumbass things that Daron Smythe says week after week.

Abraham Lincoln once said that it’s better to say nothing and be thought a fool than to open one’s mouth and remove all doubt.

Well, Daron has certainly been removing all doubt. Every time he gets on a microphone and stands in front of a camera, he says something stupider than he said the time before.

The latest thing that he’s accused me of is trying to act like the savior of UWL. This is the same guy who tells me that I need to thank him for the trip I took to Portugal in July because he’s been carrying this company on his back, even though Cory Chevelle was the World Heavyweight Champion when I got here and there have been dozens of other main eventers that have kept this company afloat for the last 19 years.

If I think I’m the savior of anything, then it’s being the savior of people’s ears so they don’t have to listen to all the stupid bulls--- that comes out of your mouth, Daron

He speaks in a mocking tone.

Cyrus Rinaldi - Stupid bulls--- like “The TWN Championship is a participation trophy unless I’m the one holding it” or “The TWN Championship is a consolation prize to keep you happy.”

I feel like I keep saying the same things in response to you, but let me try to say it one more time, but a little differently.

I was entered into the Beat the Clock Challenge for the TWN Championship on my first night in this company because UWL knew I was money on the indies and decided to give me the chance to show that I can be money in UWL, too.

I won my match that night in the fastest time to win this title, which was the rule of the tournament.

And yes, I used a chair on your head to win that match and win this title, but the fact of the matter is, the referee’s decision was that I was the new TWN Champion and the referee’s decision is final.

And since then, what have I been doing? Have I shirked from my duties as TWN Champion? Have I failed to make any dates or refused to defend this title against anyone?

Absolutely not! I’ve defended it against everyone who’s challenged me for it or fought me to get a shot at it. Was I happy to fight in a Proving Ground Match against BRADDOCK? No, but only because I knew that it was high time for me to face you for the World Title; but when the time came, I stood toe-to-toe with BRADDOCK and denied him a chance to fight for my championship.

And tonight is going to be no different. I’m going to step into the ring with Tony Rios and give him everything I have so that I can hold on to my championship. It doesn’t matter that I have another shot at the World Title coming up. The TWN Championship is mine, it’s been mine since April 28, and after tonight, it will continue to be mine! I have no doubt that Rios is going to put up a good fight, but that doesn’t mean a damn to me. I will kill to keep what’s mine, and if that means sending Rios back home in a body bag, then that’s exactly what I’m going to do!

Most fans boo while some cheer.

Cyrus Rinaldi - Smythe, there is no evidence that you can credibly point to and say that I don’t value my TWN Championship. You can continue to say that because I covet your title, I must think mine isn’t worth a damn. I guess Billy Danielson didn’t value the Heritage Championship either when he was going after the World Heavyweight Championship. I’m sure because Burnside is TV Champ and Vulgar Display of Power are the Tag Champs, they aren’t ever thinking about winning the World Heavyweight Championship. I mean, why would they do that?

Oh, I know. Because it’s the top prize in UWL, just like any world championship is in any promotion! Not only does it have the most prestige and puts you in the main events, but it also comes with the biggest winner’s purse!

Yes, I’m sure you’re all shocked that we, the wrestlers, come into this ring and get our asses kicked night after night for money, but that’s what it’s all about. If you weren’t getting paid to do your jobs, then you wouldn’t be doing them either!

Well, I don’t work for free and I work to make the most money possible, and the only way to do that in this sport is by winning things like this!

He holds up the TWN Championship.

Cyrus Rinaldi - And the belt that comes with the most money is the World Heavyweight Championship! Do you think that I busted my ass for the last 20 years, toiling in the gyms and bingo halls and rec centers to just come here and NOT go after the World Heavyweight Championship?

Which brings me to issue #2: our match for the World Heavyweight Title at the 19th Anniversary Celebration

You see, Daron, this match is not just about winning the World Heavyweight Championship. It’s not just about taking you out of professional wrestling. This match is also about exposing you for what you truly are: a quitter.

You want us to excuse the fact that you quit wrestling for a decade by telling all of us about your family problems or how a girls screwed you over or how you went back to West Virginia to do something “noble” like teaching; but in my mind, none of that excuses anything. When you’re a wrestler, you’re either in this business or not. You either put the time in or you don’t. You either love this or you don’t. Nothing else matters. I don’t care why you walked away. THIS-COMES-FIRST!

And honestly, my anger towards you doesn’t only stem from the fact that you were able to walk away for 10 years just to come waltzing into a place like UWL and becoming the World Heavyweight Champion.

He takes a pause before exploding.

Cyrus Rinaldi - No, my anger comes from the fact that you pissed away 10 years of your wrestling potential!

Oh, sure, you’re the World Heavyweight Champion now, but think of how many more world championships you could have won! Think of all the pay-per-views you could have been on, the main events you could have wrestled, all the money you could have made!

You were on the verge of signing with a major national promotion! You were on the verge of getting national television exposure every single week!

And I know it wasn’t your fault that the contract for that big national promotion fell through, but the fact of the matter is, you didn’t stick with it once the deal fell through your hands. You just skulked off like a sad little puppy.

Well, to borrow a line from Good Will Hunting, “You played a hand and you lost! You lost a big f—-ing hand and some people will lose a big hand like that and have the sack to ante up again!”

You didn’t ante up again. You know how many guys in this business would kill to be in that position and will never have a chance at it? You know how many of those guys, if the same circumstances happened to them, would have anted up and tried again?

But not you. You just walked away from this sport and this life like it was nothing, and now you’re rubbing it in all those guys’ faces by being in this promotion and carrying around a belt you should have never been allowed to fight for in the first place! You’re dishonoring all their efforts and all the sacrifices they made in the hopes of achieving what you didn’t value for so long.

Well, no more. I put a stop to it once and for all on November 16. On that night, you are going to enter the courtroom of Judge Cyrus Rinaldi, and I am not only going to be your judge, but I will be your jury and executioner, too. I am going to make you stand in the middle of my courtroom, MY RING, and make you tell the truth about yourself. I am going to make you stand in front of all these fans, and all the boys and girls in the back, and the burnt-out wrestlers who never made it, that YOU’VE disgraced, and you are going to tell them who you really are.

Forget your life story. Forget the façade you’ve tried to build up all this time. You are going to finally admit to me and everyone else that you are nothing more than a worthless, spineless quitter; which is why, at the 19th Anniversary Celebration, I don’t just want to challenge you for the World Title.

I want to challenge you…TO AN “I QUIT” MATCH!

The fans cheer.

Cyrus Rinaldi - I want the world to hear those words come out of your mouth! I want the people to hear you scream “Yes, I’m a quitter! You’ve been right the whole time, Cyrus! I’m nothing BETTER than a quitter! I’m nothing MORE than a quitter! Please, take the title from me! I’m not worthy enough to hold it!”

The fans boo. A small minority applaud. Cyrus turns and looks up the aisle.

Cyrus Rinaldi - So what do you say, Smythe? I know you’re back there. I walked right past you on my way out here. I know you’re watching me right now on the monitor.

He takes a pause as the fans continue to boo. He gets impatient.

Cyrus Rinaldi - Come on! Grab a microphone! Tell ‘em to play your music! Come on! Are you going to answer me or are you going to be a bi…

Just as Rinaldi is about to finish his last word, "The Memory Remains" by Metallica hits and out comes the UWL World Heavyweight Champion, #1 Daron Smythe. Smythe already has a microphone in his hand and chuckles he raises it up to his mouth and begins to speak...

DARON - The more you talk, Cyrus Rinaldi, the more you espouse that verbal diarrhea that comes out of your mouth on a week to week basis, the more you expose yourself as the fraud that you are.

You are a walking, talking example of the The Dunning–Kruger effect - continuing to put yourself on this pedastool without having the ability nor the pedigree to back any of it up. You are a walking, talking contradiction at all times and unfortunately for you, this isn't a presidential debate, and I can fact check you.

Abraham Lincoln didn't say that quote - Mark Twain probably didn't say it either, a quote like that goes as far back as the Bible, the wisdom of Proverbs, but you, much like those presidential candidates who hate being fact checked, you'd love to be loud wrong than quiet right, so just keep on being the captain of the idiot train. Since you love quotes so much, I'll give you one by Steve Magness - “True Confidence Is Quiet; Insecurity Is Loud”

You say that I'm accusing you of being a savior? Brother, it wasn't even a month ago where you were talking like Batman, sitting high atop Gotham City looking to dish out your own brand of vigilante justice... production truck, roll the footage...

"But even if you aren’t the champion when that day comes, I’ll still have something to fight for: righting a wrong and eliminating you from this sport and this business for good."

You describe yourself as this bitter, jaded, veteran - you think it's your mission, your goal in life to rid the business of me? I hate to disappoint you, Cyrus, but win, lose, or draw, no matter the outcome of this match, I will either continue to reign supreme around here, or I will do just like I did when Cory Chevelle kicked my ass - I'll get up, dust myself off, and climb back up that mountain one more time and kick your ass and take back MY title. You pretend like I just waltzed in here and got handed everything? I have been grinding show in and show out for over two years - hell, you've already taken a vacation. But I'll get to that later...

Smythe starts to walk down the ramp...

DARON - No, you talk about ME spewing bullshit?! How about this gem...

Smythe points again to the Universe Tron...

"Well, Daron, when it comes to my prediction for this one, I'm not going to keep you in the dark like your whore of an ex-girlfriend did all those years ago, and unlike her, I'll actually deliver something:

A victory.

And then you'll deliver the World Heavyweight Championship to me."

DARON - *laughing uncontrollably* And YOU have the audacity to tell ME I'm saying dumbass things week after week? Despite all those guarantees, all that false bravado, I am still holding this…

Daron holds the UWL World Title belt high in the air to a huge reaction from 95% of the crowd.

DARON - …the thing you want more than anything. That desperate validation you seek. Because we all know, deep down, you're jealous of me...

*Crowd ooooooohs*

DARON - That's right - you want to be me so bad, you want to be the World Champion and deep down, you're upset that you've been grinding it out at all the shithole mudshow indie feds for twenty years, and I could walk back in after nearly a decade out of the business and EARN my way to the top. Maybe the problem is Cyrus...you're just not good enough.

And that's the real reason you're mad. Not some noble cause - you see yourself as the judge, jury, and executioner in some wild fantasy because you are trying to overcompensate for everything that has kept you out of the big time for all these years. It's not people like me, it's the man in the mirror, Cyrus. You are the only one to blame for your shortcomings. Not me. The reason why you haven't had a big time break in professional wrestling is because you don't deserve it.

And you can be righteous and claim that I am the quitter because I walked away from this business - and yeah, I was close, SO VERY CLOSE that I could take it, but once that contract was turned down, I did walk away from this business for far too long. Did I want to do that? Hell no. But you? You don't understand that, you don't understand being so close to the big time and having the rug pulled out from under you. You walked in this company and signed a big time contract because *I* have carried this place on my back for the past two and a half years. I don't care who that offends at this point because I've seen this place through UWL, through being UWL, through being shut down, through being back and UWL, to now back to UWL. Two and a half years I have been here every two weeks, working my ass off and beating the people who helped build this place, be it Billy Danielson, Robb Daniels, Jackson Burnside, Anthony Cross, or Cory Chevelle or even...you.

Daron has now made his way to ringside and hops up on the apron, stepping through the ropes, where he is now face to face with Cyrus Rinaldi.

DARON - The biggest mistake I made is underestimating you the first time we stepping into the ring together. And as much as you try to act all high and mighty about beating me and becoming the TWN Champion, you thought you were just going to leapfrog to the front of the line, like you didn't blantantly cheat to beat me and you know it. Regardless of where you foot landed, the fact remains that I pinned your shoulders to the mat for a count of three without cheating. I didn't need any chairs or chains or bullshit to beat you. When you cheated to beat me to win the TWN Championship, there was no pity party announcement about the title match immediately afterwards, the results stood and I didn't say a thing. But you kept beating that drum and you keep acting as though you've been on the up and up the whole time.

So say whatever you want - you want an I Quit match? You're so obsessed with proving that I am some quitter - despite the fact that I am the UWL World Champion right now because I lost and DID NOT quit - you can try to justify and fulfill whatever narrative you have in your mind but I am the UWL World Champion and after the 19th Anniversary Show I will STILL be the world champion...

…because despite all your tough talk, I'm right in front of you now and you haven't swung once, so who's the real bitch?!

Rinaldi does, in fact, swing at Daron and connects with a right hand. They both drop their titles and exchange simultaneous right hands. The crowd roars at the brawl happening in the ring. UWL officials come out to break them up. The fans boo. The officials are having a hard time separating the men. Enhancement talent come out to assist the officials. Everyone manages to get both men into opposite corners.

However, Rinaldi breaks free and lunges at Smythe. The crowd roars again. He throws forearms at the World Champion. The officials and jobbers manage to pull him back into his corner.

Smythe breaks free and jumps at Rinaldi, throwing down forearms of his own. The crowd love it. The officials and jobbers are able to pull Smythe backwards, but he still has two handfuls of Rinaldi’s hair. As he pulls Rinaldi with him, Rinaldi double-legs Smythe and they roll around on the mat brawling, eventually, the roll under the bottom rope and fall to the outside floor. Everyone tries to separate them, but the two gladiators start throwing fists at the jobbers and the officials!

Logan Acker - They’re going after everybody else now! They don’t want to be separated! They want to tear each other apart RIGHT NOW!

Brian Crews runs out with security and directs traffic, trying to get the situation under wraps.

Cliff Morris - Folks, this is getting out of control! We’ll be right back!

Security is pulling Smythe up the aisle while Rinaldi is restrained at ringside. The two men shout obscenities at each other as the show fades to commercial.

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

Cameras take us just behind the curtain. Jackson Burnside is waiting ahead of his imminent match. The Weatherman has the TV Championship around his waist and a microphone in-hand.

Jackson Burnside:
"CHICAGO! The Weatherman has come home, he's brought the gold with him brother! Six-five, three-hundred pounds of devastation comin' into the Windy City, ready to blow Blade LaVigne off his feet and each'a you outta that seat!

Burnside's theme music, "Weather Man" by Valley of Wolves begins to play. He picks up the umbrella used in his entrance routine continues.

Jackson Burnside:
"Brothers, each and every one of ya big or small better hang on tight! Grip the bottom of that seat 'till your knuckles turn white; the Weatherman's back home and lookin' to fight! And LaVigne, you better fight 'cause you can't run; The Champ's back home, dude - so come get some!"

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.

"Weather Man" is just starting into the first verse as he steps out through the curtain. The cameras shift to the entryway, where all the lights are out. The aisles light up to the entryway, where Burnside stands with his back to the crowd. The black umbrella can barely be made out, but "The Weatherman" glows around it in fuchsia lettering. The letters form into a spinning circle as he twirls the umbrella, and finally twirls it around himself. Burnside kicks forward to face the crowd while throwing the umbrella over his shoulder with one hand and making a finger gun with the other.

Emily Lyle: "Up next, weighing in a three-hundred and ten pounds, he is he UWL Television Champion, CHICAGO'S OWN WEATHERMAN, Jacksooon BUUUUUURNSIIIIIIIDE!!!!"

Burnside casually hands the umbrella outward so a fan in the audience can grab it. He makes his way down the aisle slapping hands and stopping for first bumps. He sings along to his own song, always ading emphasis any time the chorus repeats "I'm a weather man." When Jackson arrives at the bottom of the aisle he stops and finds to fans in the front row. He walks over and grabs one hand from each of them and yells to pump them and himself up. He shakes his hand and his entire arm while the three form a chain, "powering up" and hyping himself up. When the display is done he lets go and quickly rolls under the bottom rope. He pops up to his feet and does a small circle in the ring, sure to play up each side of the arena and get the fans into it.

He plays with the crowd, waiting as the song builds to another chorus. As it does he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and puts his head down.

Let the rain come down and I'm pushin' through!
'Cause I'm a weather man!

Jackson throws his head back in sync with the song. His right arm raises to the air in a tight clenched fist. He holds up on the top rope for awhile, and finally after jumping down he removes his long black leather coat and sunglasses. He hands them to somebody at ringside. He takes a moment to bounce off the ropes and he runs them a few times. Finally he stops in the middle of the ring and continues to hype himself up while waiting.

Bleed For Me by Saliva hits, Blade jogs onto the ramp, stops and takes in the crowd. As he nods his head to the music, Blade cocks a smirk and begins his journey down to the ring. Blade will look for some hands to high five on his way down the ramp.

Emily Lyle - From Gladstone, Michigan, weighing two hundred and fifty five pounds, Blade LaVigne!!

Blade will slide into the ring, and slowly clap his hands as he walks towards the far-side turnbuckle! Blade throws his hands into the air as the crowd pops a little louder. As Blade's theme music fades, Blade drops off of the turnbuckle.

Cliff Morris - We're ready for our next match up. As, Jackson Burnside takes on Blade LaVigne.

The bell sounds. They circle one another slowly moving into a collar and elbow tie up. LaVigne takes Burnside into a wrist lock twisting his arm around. Burnside reverses taking LaVigne into a wrist lock of his own, LaVigne drops to one knee grimacing in pain. LaVigne rolls forward, springing back up, reversing the wrist lock back on Burnside. He rolls forward springing back up. LaVigne grabs Burnside on his kick, taking him over with a fireman’s carry slam. LaVigne circles around asking for a knuckle lock, Burnside is leery. Burnside slowly locks up with LaVigne into the knuckle lock, they slam chest to chest with the other trying to gain the advantage. LaVigne steps around taking Burnside’s leg out from under him, pulling him back.

Cliff Morris - Blade LaVigne takes Jackson Burnside’s legs out from under him.

Logan Acker – Taking the bigger man’s legs out from under him.

Burnside turns back up, rising back up taking LaVigne’s leg out pushing him back. LaVigne bridges back up, he rolls to the mat holding onto Burnside’s hands. He flips him over covering him, the referee counts.

1..

.. Kick out.

Burnside rolls over, reversing it sitting on LaVigne’s chest.

1..

.. Kick out.

They return to their feet, Burnside goes to kick LaVigne, he grabs his leg, slapping it down. LaVigne nails Burnside with a spin kick. They both return to their feet. LaVigne looks at Burnside, he pushes him. LaVigne kicks him in his stomach, nailing him across his back with hard clubbing shots. LaVigne sends Burnside off into the ropes. He runs off the ropes back when LaVigne drops down, Burnside runs over. Burnside runs off the ropes back at LaVigne; he leapfrogs over him. Burnside returns into the ropes, LaVigne drops down, Burnside rolls through. LaVigne rises up, Burnside nails him down with a clothesline which sends LaVigne back down hard onto the mat. Burnside turns pulling the ropes wildly back and forth.

Cliff Morris - Down goes Blade LaVigne after a hard clothesline.

They lock back up, Burnside takes LaVigne into a hammerlock, reversed by LaVigne. Burnside takes LaVigne into a top wristlock, reversed by LaVigne, he nails him with a back elbow. LaVigne nails Burnside with a strike to his throat which stuns him. He pulls him around nailing him with another thrust to his throat. Burnside comes out of the corner nailing LaVigne with repeated chops. He grabs him, dropping him with a side Russian leg sweep. Burnside rises up to his feet. He goes back against the ropes. Burnside comes off he goes for a atomic legs drop. LaVigne rolls out of the way as Burnside crashes into the mat. LaVigne goes back into the ropes. He leaps at Burnside, but he catches him up into his arms. Burnside lifts him up into the Torture Rack. He locks it on, the referee calls for the bell.

Emily Lyle - The winner of this match The Weatherman Jackson Burnside!!

Burnside stands pulling the ropes rapidly back and forth quickly shaking his head stomping his feet.

The show cuts to a break.

The picture cuts across the arena and cuts to the ring.



Emily Lyle - The following contest is set for one fall with a forty five minute time limit and it is for the UWL Heritage Championship!

Cliff Morris - It is time for our Heritage Championship match. There's a lot at stake. If Billy Danielson is able to make it out of this match he'll make it to one year as Heritage Champion and it like one title defense of matching the most defenses of the Heritage Championship.

Logan Acker - Billy Danielson has definitely raised the already rich prestige of the Heritage Championship.

Fight Music by D12 begins playing and Jenna Jillian Walker emerges from the entrance way. She sets her hands on her hips and then begins walking down the ramp. When Jenna gets to ringside she leaps up onto the ring apron and steps through the top and middle ropes.

Emily Lyle - From Waterloo, Iowa, weighing one hundred and eighty pounds, Jenna Jillian Walker!!

The crowd cheers as she walks over to the closes turnbuckle and climbs up to the middle rope and raises her arms in the air.



The crowd is buzzing when suddenly the lights go out.



"Born for Greatness" by Papa Roach plays as the crowd buzzes, as the crowd goes nuts. The first verse plays out, causing more anticipation. As the verse comes to the end it pauses for a moment. All of the lights go out again, but then come right back on in full brightness!!!



Suddenly, Billy "The G.O.A.T." Danielson walks out from behind the curtain to a huge pop, as he makes his way down to the ring. He's in wrestling gear, high-fiving fans as he makes his way to the ring. He wipes his feet before going up to the apron, and into the ring. The fans continue to cheer as Danielson throws his arms in the air. He slowly backs into his corner and waits for the bell to ring.



Danielson walks around the ring.

Cliff Morris - We're ready for the battle for the Heritage Championship!

The bell sounds, they move into a collar and elbow tie up. Walker quickly takes Danielson over with an arm drag. Danielson sits on one knee looking back at Walker. He slowly rises to his feet, as they lock back up. Walker takes Danielson into a side headlock and goes behind into a hammerlock. Danielson manages to get into the ropes causing a break. Walker steps back, breaking the hold. Danielson turns, they circle one another. Danielson goes for a knuckle lock, he holds his hands up wanting a knuckle lock. Walker walks toward Danielson going for the knuckle lock. Danielson breaks the hold, he takes Walker around into a wristlock. Danielson twists her arm around, as Walker grimaces in pain.

Cliff Morris - Billy Danielson gaining the advantage as he twist Jenna Jillian Walker’s arm around as he gains the advantage.

Logan Acker - Billy Danielson needs to stay on the attack.

Walker reverses the wrist lock taking Danielson into a wristlock. She twists Danielson's arm around, as he drops to one knee grimacing in pain. Danielson comes up to his feet, he manages to lift Walker up, throwing her down with a bodyslam. Walker bounces back up to her feet, as they stand off. They lock back up, Walker takes Danielson back into the headlock. She wrenches her arms around his head. Walker goes back around into the hammerlock on Danielson. She pulls up his arm, as Danielson tries to get out of the hold, but just can’t.

Cliff Morris - Neither is gaining the advantage as they’re still feeling one another out.

Logan Acker - They’re both trying to wait for the other to make a mistake.

They both walk back against the ropes. Danielson reaches around taking Walker around snapping her down with a snapmare. Danielson sends Walker into the ropes, she runs off the ropes, Danielson nails her with a back elbow. Danielson lands a hard punch, which stuns Walker. Danielson grabs Walker, snapping her back over with a snapmare into a rear chinlock. Danielson locks his arms tight around Walker’s head.

Cliff Morris - Billy Danielson gains the advantage after he locks on the chinlock after the snapmare.

They return to their feet, Walker sends Danielson off into the ropes. Danielson runs off the ropes running back at Walker hitting her with a shoulder block. Danielson turns running back off the ropes. Danielson runs off the ropes, he runs back at Walker, she leapfrogs over him, as Danielson returns back into the ropes. He runs back at Walker, and the monkey flips him over onto the mat. They both return to their feet, Walker nails him with a leg lariat. Walker nails Danielson with a running clothesline, which sends him down to the mat.

Cliff Morris - Jenna Jillian Walker takes down Billy Danielson with a running clothesline.

Logan Acker - Jenna Jillian Walker needs to stay on the attack and not let up!

Walker hits Danielson across his shoulder with a double ax handle. Walker takes Danielson's arm into an arm bar. Danielson rises to his feet, he forces Walker back against the ropes. Danielson takes Walker over with an arm drag. They both return to their feet, Walker goes for a dropkick, Danielson steps back dodging out of the way. Danielson catches Walker with a pair of punches. He grabs her around her head, sending her down with a snap suplex.

Cliff Morris - Down goes Jenna Jillian Walker with a snap suplex from Billy Danielson.

Logan Acker - Billy Danielson with a textbook suplex.

They both return to their feet, Walker goes for a kick to Danielson's leg, he dodges hitting her with a knee to the stomach, which sends her over onto the mat. Danielson pulls Walker up off the mat. He nails her again with a pair of punches, which stun her. Danielson sends Walker down to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. He sits on his knees with his arms stretched out looking to the sky. Danielson rises to his feet, he steps out to the ring apron making his way up to the top rope.

Cliff Morris - Billy Danielson heading to the top rope!

Logan Acker - Billy Danielson is wasting time!

Danielson leaps off the top rope for a diving elbow drop, Walker rolls out of the way, crashing into the mat. Danielson rolls around grimacing in pain grabbing at his elbow in pain. Walker grabs Danielson around his wrist, he goes to send him into the ropes, but Danielson blocks it comes back around and nails Walker with a running strike. He grabs Walker and drops her down with the The Franchise (Inverted Crucifix Bomb). Danielson covers her, the referee counts.

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Emily Lyle - The winner of this match and STILL!!! UWL Heritage Champion Billy Danielson!!

Danielson takes the Heritage Championship belt throwing it over his shoulder as he stands taking in the moment.

The show cuts to a break.